Monday, October 7, 2013

Page #20

“May
I ask you a personal question sir?” Kota asked as the old mage turned to leave.
“If the question is not to personal.” Said the mage. “The shifter that attacked
you did you manage to kill it or did you let it escape?” Kota gave the old mage
a moment to answer. “When the beast attacked me I did not hold back I destroyed
it. Though some times when I think about it I wish I had not taken his life.”
The old mages eyes showed a twinge of regret and for a moment Kota felt the same
of his own attacker. “How about you, did you kill your assailant as well or did
you let it escape with its life?” The old mage asked brining Kota back to the
moment when he had crushed that shifter’s skull. “I killed it but, my only
regret is that I didn’t do it cleaner and faster to ease her suffering.” And with that Kota turned and left. Kota
walked around the village for a few hours thinking of how he had taken away
that assassin’s life. It had been easier than he thought stopping her was his
only goal and he was willing to do anything to accomplish this. But the life he
had stolen from her was just as important as his. Kota had been wandering
through town absently and only then did he realize where he was standing. Kota
stood in front of the parish, the church had arrived only a year or so before
Kota had left for mirage city. Kota walked in and took a seat on one of the
benches before the alter and silently he said a prayer for the soul of his
attacker. Then he exited quickly before he had a chance to see the priest. Kota
practically ran to Morten’s forge to see if he was finished with the settings
for his lenses. As Kota had expected Morten had finished the settings and sat
outside smoking his pipe. “Finally my friend I was begging to worry about you.”
Morten said as he tossed the bronze setting to Kota. The settings were just as
Kota had specified down to the gear shape that would surround the lenses. Kota
removed the potion from his pocket along with the opals he poured the potion on
the lenses and then inserted them into the settings making sure the lenses
would not shift in any way. Kota then removed a few leather thongs and tied
them to either end of the goggles. “Go ahead Kota try them on I wish to see how
they fit you.” Morten said as he stood up snatched the Goggles from Kota and
began fastening them to his head. Through the goggles Kota saw everything
clearer than clear. He saw how the water flowed through the trees how the wind
blew through the sky how the blood pumped through Morten’s body. “Oh Morten they work even better than I could
have imagined I see the flow of everything. Now I only need to test them on a
glamor and my theory will be proven. With these no assassin will be able to get
within a mile of the mage king or any other king. I am going to be a very rich
man.” Kota said as he removed the goggles. “Well I don’t care much for all that
assassin nonsense but the very rich man sounds promising. Especially cause the
first round is on you tonight.” Morten said as he poked Kota in the shoulder.
At that very second a loud whirling sound began to invade the air growing
louder as an airship flew overhead. As
it passed over Kota and Morten looked at each other. “I will see you at the
tavern later.” They said practically in unison as they shook hands. Then
without warning Kota took off running like a mad man towards the fields behind
his house.